This Prison
In a Prison
in my head,
I watch my life
Drift away
by a thread.
It dangles high
A useless cause
No need for fight.
Thrown away
To the did side.
Not a soul in sight
to help me out ,
So a reply
I do not find
I slowly sigh
These walls
Keep locking me down,
Without a doubt.
I feel dis lonely
Pain
Creeping thru my veins.(creeping out)
Everywhere o how
It aches...
Nothing too stop
The internal pain.
Missing what once
Was,
But only da memories
Will help out.
Copyright © Chelsey Moore | Year Posted 2021
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